.....sometime in my late 40’s I had this
sudden realization that I was no longer who I had been.....I was a some-what
attractive chick who navigated the world partially assisted by the advantage of
being cute..funny and full of personality....in my 40’s Spanx found their way
into my lingerie drawer...men who asked me if I “had the time” really just
wanted to know the time...imagine that! At some point I crossed a line into
strange new territory.....one in which I no longer felt like the me I thought I
was...
me....aka...formerly hot chick....was bitch slapped
into a whole new category of myself....of life.....kinda like a “tweens”,,,,,not
really old..or middle aged.....but no longer reckless.....foot loose or fancy
free....gravity defying chick.....yes...my hubby..bless his heart overly
reassures me that I am..in fact ...still hot...but more in a not-so-young kinda
way.....lol
...no...I am not looking for or fishing for
compliments.......I know at 50 I have my god days & I still look fine...that
the problem...at this point in my life fine is not good enough....don’t get me
wrong....I am well aware that a chick’s hotness is not necessarily proportional
to how many candles she has on her cake.....
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